” To remain, she felt, was to concede everything. “You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. Sheppard, horror-stricken. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you can employ is a coffin-nail. . But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they could not make out who had uttered it. She kept trying to shut her legs, to stop the baby from coming out. It is really amusing. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars.
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